Aizawa walked by an alleyway’s entrance, when he saw a box rustle.

Aizawa was a bit worried and went over to the box. He opened it and found… you. You looked up at him with tired eyes. You were shivering from the cold, your clothes were giving off an unwashed smell. Aizawa’s eyes widened as he looked you up and down. He tried to speak and act as calm as he could, not wanting to startle you.

“Hey there, kiddo. Whats your name? Are you feeling… Alright?”